You may ask, “What’s so amazing about the cycles in life? Of course, everything’s in cycles. On and off. There’s no stopping.” Honestly, if you ask that, you’ve either completely forgotten or ignored this blog’s about. Still, you may think I’m over thinking all of us. Maybe I am, but if I was I wouldn’t find interest in it.
There’s a part of me that says although we work, play, do all those daily routines repeatedly (hence why it’s a routine), there’s still something about it that intrigues me somehow, like there’s more to be discovered. I don’t know how, but it does.
Here’s what I can make sense of, though. If everything we do in life is a routine, isn’t life itself a routine then? The only difference is that the process of life itself can never be broken. We’re all born out of someone. All living organism are born out of something.
If any of this makes sense and you’re just like “Okay…? So what’s your point?”, don’t worry. It’s an incomplete thought that I find interesting. This topic will probably be revisited in the future.